Sacrifice

The Buddha said that there are three thousand worlds, and the three thousand worlds are divided into the big world, the middle world and the small world because of the concentration of aura.

Generally speaking, there are space barriers between the third-class worlds, and the Cangmiao Realm belongs to the middle-class world. If a monk who has become a god of transformation wants to take another step forward, he must find a way to leave and go to a higher-level big world.

The aura in the small world is relatively scarce, and the monks inside are not very strong. On the contrary, these small worlds have some resources that are not available in the middle world or even the big world, such as some ores with strange effects, and elixir with mysterious effects .

Therefore, a real sect will have its own small world. Even if it does not fully control it, it must occupy a part of the resources of a small world to ensure a continuous flow of massive spiritual stones, excellent disciples, and precious resources, so that the sect's inheritance can last forever. .

So when Master Xianxin threw out the position of a small world, Wuyin Temple and Kunlun Sword Sect immediately turned against each other without hesitation.

But even if you know the entrance to the small world, it doesn't mean that this world is already in your pocket. There must be monks in the small world. How to recover these monks, occupy a huge number of people and spiritual resources, and at the same time ensure that the news is not leaked, Keeping the other big factions from knowing, this is something that needs to be carefully considered and negotiated.

In order to cover people's eyes and ears, Bo Ye ran to the other courtyard of the Kunlun Sword Sect openly and aboveboard, alone, under the banner of returning to visit Ling Han.

The other courtyard of the Kunlun Sword Sect is located on the top of a mountain peak. When Bo Ye went there, the sun was just rising, and the whole mountain was dyed intoxicating gold. He lowered his head and looked down, and the dense branches and leaves were dyed a layer of gold. Guangying couldn't help but smile, breathing the fresh mountain breeze, his spirit couldn't help but lift up.

After the announcement, a disciple led Pu Ye into a small courtyard. Before entering the gate, he heard the cheerful voice of Qingque, "Quick, quick! This way! Little green! This way!"

Bo Ye has a strange face, if he senses it right...

In the yard, Qingque stood side by side with a woman in a goose-yellow gown, excitedly watching the chickens and dogs jumping about in the yard.

It's really crazy.

A crimson phoenix and a pure white demon wolf are having a great fight, you claw me with a paw feather, I bite you with long hair in the mouth, the red feathers and long white hair are scattered in the air, mixed with Angry birds and wolves howled, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

"Morning, Miss Que, it's just..." Pu Ye walked around the courtyard twitchingly, "What's going on here?"

"This is the little green that Daddy helped me get a few days ago. That white wolf is sister Konghou's pet." She tilted her head and said with a smile, "For some reason, I summoned little green to show to sister Konghou Sister Konghou was very happy to see her, and also summoned her Dabai, who would have thought that Xiaolu rushed up immediately after seeing it, and Dabai also became irritable, and that's it."

Puye smiled, and said to the woman in the goose-yellow gown beside Qingque, "Little Monk Boye, I pay my respects to the benefactor of the harp girl."

This harp is the direct disciple of Xianxin Zhenren. She has a melon-shaped face, two big ponytails, clear eyebrows, and an elegant face. Hearing this, she purses her lips and smiles, and her big black eyes roll around. With a mischievous look, she looked Boye up and down, suppressed her smile, and said politely, "Tianmen sect konghou, pay homage to Zen Master Boye."

Pu Ye was slightly surprised, this girl Konghou was just like him and Qingque, she was also in the foundation building stage, did Xianxin really do it on purpose?

His face remained calm, with a gentle smile, and he said to Qing Que, "Why don't you see Fellow Daoist Ling Han?"

Qing Que didn't take it seriously, "Master took Jianyi with me early in the morning." Then she seemed to remember something, "Speaking of which, the three of us have pets! It's a pity that Xiao Hong from the little monk's family was injured. Otherwise, when the three of them get together, it must be very lively."

Kong Hou smiled lightly, a trace of curiosity flashed across her face, "I wonder if Zen Master Boye's pet is..."

"Miss Que, please don't say that." Pu Ye frowned slightly, and said seriously, "Xiaohong is my family."

Qingque waved her hand, "I know, I know! My little green is also my good sister!!"

Immediately, she pointed at the ostrich that was still biting the tail of the white wolf desperately, the ostrich let go of the wolf's tail unwillingly, and landed on the blue bird's arm with a crisp cry.

The ostrich fluttered its wings, and the already half-bald wings flashed with flames, and returned to bright red feathers. It raised its chin proudly, and its golden eyes stared at the white wolf contemptuously, like a wolf with its head raised. cockfight.

Kong Hou lowered her eyelids, her lips curved just right, she beckoned lightly, the white wolf immediately ran to Kong Hou's side, bent down obediently, a gentle white light flashed, and the bloody fur that had been pecked by the ostrich immediately became thicker Dense, long white hair hangs down, soft and fine.

Bo Ye's eyes flickered slightly, he looked at the luan bird and then at the white wolf, feeling a little lonely in his heart for no reason, tsk tsk, my little red is still sleeping, really, when will she wake up?

He secretly thought, is the medicine that Xianghe brought back useful?How about drinking more tonight?

Pu Ye was in a state of mind all day long, and he didn't realize until the sun set that he slowly returned to Tingtao Pavilion. The three of them hardly reached any consensus that day.

He himself was wandering in the sky, the blue bird's mind was jumping and saying that it was one, and the harp was out of his mind. I don't know what he was thinking.

Pu Ye covered his face with one hand, and his face was a little hot. He quickly recalled what he had said today, trying to wait for Xiangruo to come back so that he could be perfunctory. Who would have thought that after he came back, he would see Pu Bandit holding the wine jar in the hall Drinking in the house, the smell of alcohol is extremely pungent. If Xianghe hadn't set up an enchantment at the door, the whole yard would probably smell like this.

Pu Bandit asked Xianghe in a low voice, "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Xianghe shook his head, "I'm not sure, it's just like this when I come back."

"Where is Xiangruo's nephew?"

"Xiangruo is still at Qinghu's head and hasn't come back. Uncle Shi, don't worry, Xiangwu will follow."

Bo Ye nodded, taking this opportunity he quickly said, "I'm going back to rest first, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Xianghe gave Puye a strange look, but left without asking any further questions.

Bo Ye quickly returned to the room and sealed the door with a spell, before he let out a sigh of relief. He smiled wryly in his heart. He must not be distracted tomorrow. If Xiangruo knew that he was distracted at such a critical moment, he would definitely make him copy the book later. Copy softly.

Taking out the prescription given by Xianghe yesterday, Bo Ye drank a bowl of decoction, hesitated for a while, and drank another bowl. After adjusting his breath for a while, he blew out the candle and fell asleep.

The twice the potency of the medicine made him sleep extremely unsteadily. Not surprisingly, he started dreaming again.

In the dream, there were still those gentle hands, as soft as white clouds, with a slight coolness, teasing back and forth somewhere under his body, Bo Ye watched calmly, his heart was like still water, without any ripples.

——I was served several times, but it was useless at all.

But this time it seems to be different from the previous two times, what you see is no longer just a pair of hands, the white wrists slowly go up, it turns out to be a black sleeve robe, inlaid with mysterious patterns like red blood threads, bodhisattva Ye looked at it for a long time but didn't recognize who it was or what the rune was.

A surge of excitement gradually rose in his heart, he tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to continue looking down... Oh shit!Gone!

The picture suddenly went dark, and Bo Ye couldn't see anything! !

"Ah!" Bo Ye turned over and sat up as if awakened from a nightmare. He was gasping for breath, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, his face was flushed, he was propped up on the soft couch, with an expression of surprise on his face.

At the end of the dream, if he read it correctly, if...

He remembered that there seemed to be a red leaf embroidered on the inside of the black sleeve robe.

Those are the leaves that Xiaohong grows!

Bo Ye suddenly lifted the soft quilt, quickly took off his pants, his little brother was still limp, maybe it was because he was ready immediately after dreaming, this time he finally found a clue.

He stretched out his hand, and touched the soft mouth of the bell with his slightly cold fingers, wiped it lightly, and then put it on the tip of his nose.

Then Bo Ye finally smelled the faint musky scent with a fishy smell.

His complexion changed a few times, and his eyes fell to his body again. The boy who had just started to develop had a delicate shape and size, and did not have so many stray hairs, only a shallow beard. Hesitant.

In the end, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, touched his belly, and then moved it down, keeping his hand three inches below the navel. He pressed it gently, and felt nothing but a little bit of an accident.

Pu Ye was silent for a long time before putting on his pants again.

He didn't go back to sleep, he sat cross-legged on the futon, his consciousness was immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness, he carefully observed the golden flower bud, and then he was shocked, the flower bud was actually a bit sluggish! !

Bo Ye turned his consciousness to Zifu again, and saw a group of red vines vibrating at a strange frequency in the middle of Zifu full of golden stars, covered with a layer of white mist, look carefully Go, that mist is actually glowing with golden spiritual power!

Seeing this, if Bo Ye didn't realize what was going on, he would have lived in vain for so many years! !

Damn, damn it, Teng Xiaohong!It turns out that the reason for his impotence these days is here! ! !

Bo Ye was so angry, but he didn't know what to do.

Only then did he remember that Bohua had told him thousands of times before that the boy's Yuanyang was a great tonic for some people, he never cared about it before, how could he think that it would actually happen to him today!

Pu Ye clenched his fists, feeling extremely entangled in his heart. He sincerely hoped that Teng Xiaohong would get better soon, but definitely not in this way! !

But now it seems that the group of red vines started to sprout again, which shows that his Yuan Yang is extremely useful to Xiaohong—even more useful than blood essence.

Does he need to feed the white turbid body instead of the blood essence in the future?

Thinking of Teng Xiaohong's exquisite little face, her long red hair spread out, seductive and seductive like manjusawa, her black eyes full of innocence, and her own white liquid hanging from the corner of her lips...

Bo Ye's complexion changed suddenly, and he was as pale as paper.

Rub, he's hard! !